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I say words with lips pursed, remain cursed. I aim verbs at strangers. Insane courage. Take blame for lame work. Your shits earthed, Your best verse, Gets slain First. The stage birthed. As pain surged, I’m worst I stain shirts. Im well versed, In Ill words, I killin with the intent of a million percent,
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